Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight rises from the east, and the silver-white light shines on the earth.

Xiao Mohan was lying on the sofa, he moved and sat up abruptly.

"Hiss." He stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, looked up, and saw a person sitting beside him.

Xiao Nan, with gray hair and straight waist, sat on the sofa and took a nap.

"Grandpa." Xiao Mohan frowned, sat up, stepped forward to support him and said, "Grandpa, why are you sitting here and sleeping?"

Hearing his voice, Xiao Nan trembled and woke up.

"Mo Han, are you awake?" Xiao Nan opened his eyes, seeing that Xiao Mohan was full of energy, he nodded and wanted to stand up.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, helped him up, looked around the study, thinking that he seemed to be ill last night, and it was unprecedentedly overwhelming.

"Grandpa, did I disturb Chu Chu last night?" Xiao Mohan's deep voice sounded, but he carefully protected Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan walked to the French window and watched the sun rise in the east. He turned his head to look at Xiao Mohan, and said in a deep voice, "The blood dragon on your back has taken shape."

"What happened last night got out of hand. In order to save you, Gu Yatou led it to her." Xiao Nan didn't intend to hide it from Xiao Mohan.

As an elder, he should tell him the truth, and Xiao Mohan also has the right to know the truth.

"Lead to her?" Xiao Mohan suddenly let go of the big palm on his arm, he took half a step back, and said in disbelief: "Grandpa, do you know that she has a phoenix birthmark on her body."

Xiao Nan listened, stunned for a moment.

"Phoenix birthmark?" After pondering for a while, Xiao Nan grabbed the window frame and said in a deep voice, "There is one more thing, I'm afraid it's hard for you to accept."

"Last time you took back the things from Xiao's family and injected them into her body last night. It is very likely that her memory will be erased." Xiao Nan didn't want to say it, but I'm afraid I can't hide this kind of thing.

Xiao Mohan turned around, walked like flying, rushed out the door, ran towards the next door, when he opened the door, he was careful not to disturb her.

"Chu Chu." Xiao Mohan's footsteps were heavy, every time he took a step, he seemed to exhaust all his strength before he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reaching out to touch her face.

Xiao Mohan flicked his fingertips, but quickly withdrew his hand.

"Hmm." Gu Chuyan moved her body, her whole body ached, as if she had been run over by a car, and felt as if her internal organs had been displaced.

She shrank into Xiao Mohan's arms, clutching the quilt with her small hands, and buried her face on the pillow.

"Chuchu, why are you so stupid?" Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse, and he touched her side face with his fingertips.

For a long time, when she was flipping through ancient books, Xiao Mohan stopped her, even because she dripped blood on the book and saw some secrets, he was furious at her, but he just didn't want her to know more.

But she still seems to know.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan turned over, called him in a low voice, put her arms around his waist, buried her small face in his arms, and stuck it there comfortably.

"What did you call me?" Xiao Mohan hugged her face happily, staring at her with complicated eyes, his palms trembling.

He just heard Xiao Nan say: "It is very likely that her memory will be erased", his heart was lifted, he was afraid of fear, afraid that she would forget him.

"Mo Han, don't make trouble." Gu Chuyan reached out and slapped his hand away.

Xiao Mohan tightened his arms and hugged her tightly, refusing to let go.

Gu Chuyan had difficulty breathing, and her clear almond eyes kept turning white. She stretched out her hand and tugged at his sleeve, and whispered softly, "Mo Han, I'm almost being smothered to death by you."